Post by Loki/Kota on Mar 29, 2007 19:49:22 GMT -5
Name: Loki
Age/Birthday: 5/ Oct. 1
Species: White Tiger
Alliance: Loner
Height: 3 feet
Weight: 250
Appearance: Loki has short white fur, with ebony stripes. He has grayish eyes and has a vry young look.
Personality: Loki is kind to all cats. He is against war, and believes there should be peace, so when there is a canine around, he tends to run. When cats are in danger, however, he springs into action. Loki has never had to fight canines, but could if he had to. Some would say he is a wimp, but he is really just sensible. He would not be the one to take the stupid dare.
History: When Loki was born, he had 3 siblings. He had two brothers and 1 sister. His mother died when she was giving birth, and his siblings died from lack of nurtition. Fortunately, Loki survived. He was raised by his father, who was much older than his mother. When Loki was 3, he died. Loki mourned constantly, and thought he would never again be able to function. One day, however, Loki met a young Bengal tiger. She was the most beautiful creature he had ever seen. She helped him get back on track, and they formed a special bond. When Loki was well enough to care for himself, however, the female left, and he has never seen her since. She is the way that loki keeps himself going.
RP sample: "Dad, no!" cried Loki as stood over the dead body of his father. He had seemed just fine when he went to get food! A small tear ran down Loki's face as he lay down beside his father's cold, lifeless body. "You can't die..." he whispered in his ear. He lay his head against his father's stamach, crying softly as he stared up at the stars. They normally brought him joy and happiness, but now they just seemed to make him feel worse. The made him think of his father's twinkling eyes, or his sparkling white coat.
Loki had never felt this kind of pain before. It felt as if the last part of his heart was being ripped from his body. Suddenly Loki began to feel angry. He felt angry at his father. He felt angry at his siblings. he felt angry at his mother. "You left me alone. you left me alone with no one to talk to and no one that cares! No one that cares about me!" he cried out. he suddenly went beserk and began slashing wildly at his fathers body. He bit his neck and through the limp body around. Finally, he threw the body about a foot away as tears began to fill his eyes. Rushing over to his father's body, he cried out "I'm sorry, I'm sorry!" He lay his head on his father again. This time he felt cold blood trickling down his side. "I'm sorry..." he wimpered one last time as he cried himself to sleep.